The problem with being spontaneous is that it’s like a big “fuck you” to your future self.
I let myself to be spontaneous because “life is short” and “today is the only day you have!”. Because I believe in not having regrets, because everything is a learning experience, blah blah blah. But, I’m an idiot. All I’m really doing when I’m following my heart in the moment is making an appointment with workaholism and depression drinking in the near future.
I read the words, “love like you’ll never get hurt” the other day. I wish I could write a book on how stupid I am for even considering doing that one for a single second.
Needless to say, all romantic comedies have been re-banned in my house.
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